Hagusa Spiritualist Examination Record - Knights of the Virgin and Healing Divinity

I feel it's too early to say thank you. We cannot be distracted unless we have overcome the situation in which this fortress is now situated.

"... I'm sorry, Brother Glass..."

Leslie apologizes in disguise. The way she was so clearly cruising in shame, often without knowing what she was thinking, was so gruesome that she lost her words.

- More than that, more than anything. I think I need to follow up like an older person, even though I've only lived three long years, in order for the situation to be noticed in peace.

"I have nothing to apologize for... Exactly, if you're not a magician when you get knocked out back here, you're about to get hurt"

"Oh... sorry... I, Brother Glass, bothered me all the time... ah..."

That much said, she finally realized that she was a mess.

"Huh... Huh..."

When people move too much, they lose their voice - now Leslie was embodying it.

She had also forgotten to hide it, she finally remembers and hides it with both hands. I close my eyes and cover my eyes even more myself.

"Mi, because I haven't seen it... no, I saw it somewhat. That was a little too bold."

"But wait a little longer, still close your eyes... until you say I'm good, please..."

"Wow, I know. Don't panic."

I close my eyes until Leslie says it's a good idea. Without listening to the sound of the rubbing, I was talking to the spirits living in the woodwork around me - you're Awathenbo's daughter, says your elderly lumber spirits. I answer in a public discourse style that I'm usually calm.

"... Brother Glass, because I changed. Wake up..."

"Oh... whoa, he's back in 'Mr. Rendle'"

- And when you're allowed to wake up and open your eyes. I rewound my exposures tightly and there was Leslie dressed in the man's clothes.

"But if you don't interfere with the Spirit of the Air, I guess... you're Leslie"

"... now, because I'm not hiding my mouth... my mouth is the best, because it's where people feature, so I have to hide it"

"Right...... around there, will you talk to me when I get back to my room? Do I have to stay in Mr. Rendle in the future?"

When I get up, Leslie pays for my clothes. When I'm baked for worthy care, I feel sorry for Leslie for everything she's ever done to me as a secretary.

"... we've known each other a long time, so we should have noticed."

"The 'air' spirits were said to be off in college, but I thought I wasn't. Because it's a power that can interfere with something that's everywhere... people feel over the air when they see or feel something. So I can 'change the air' and show it to someone else... sorry, keep it a secret all the time"

"No, I couldn't help but hide it. The magic, depending on how you use it… If someone thinks about using it for intelligence purposes, it would be troublesome if they approached Leslie. You shouldn't tell too many people."

Spiritual users of detachment did not need to show their practical skills in front of the teachers. Only elemental spiritual users were asked for practical skills, added to the assessment, and treated as a glorious pride of the College - thanks to such practices, on the contrary, we were kept secret without disclosing information about our spirits.

If you look at my unappreciated transcript just because it's called "Spirit of Plants," everyone will think I'm useless as a magician. The Second Queen sent me to Her Royal Highness Astina, who contested the right to inherit the throne with her own son, the Prince, probably to let her pull her leg.

If Leslie's Spirit wasn't unappreciated either, I'd be sure to keep an eye on him. I had thought of spirits interfering with 'air' - similar to spirits of the wind, but in fact it's as if they were different.

"... I didn't even know Brother Glass' magic could be used in battle. As a doctor, I studied a lot and was very good at surgery... I thought I couldn't rely more on Brother Glass."

"Well, I can't help but think so... you remember my stunt. In time, if you find a fruit tree somewhere, have the fruit divided."

"Yeah. If I could, I'd like figs... even if I don't, if I could eat with Brother Glass, whatever"

I'm still uncomfortable with Leslie's appearance with glasses, but I didn't say that now.

If you say you should take off your glasses, it's like you're dictating.

"... I still can't reveal my true identity in this fortress. When the battle settles, can we go back to 'Leslie' again?

"That's... why what? Everyone would be surprised to say they were dressed as men under the circumstances, but can't men's clothing be burdensome for Leslie?"

"Yeah... because whoever goes in and out of this fortress may also know about my house... in case you tell the house that I'm Brother Glass's secretary, I'm sure he'll bring you back"

"... is that what happened"

It was probably about this that my sister-in-law said Tsu's Way - if you're following me, you have to fake your identity.

But that's not all. If you were pretending to be someone else, you could have been a woman.

Still, I chose a man for a reason. You can already think of that, but I don't work anywhere. But work your head to the fullest and finally find one answer.

"... because I thought if I dressed up as a man and secretary, everyone wouldn't be suspicious in the same room as me... is there?

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Leslie did not answer. That was the right thing to do - to be my secretary and not be suspected of being by my side, I dressed as a man.

"... for that reason... but that's not all"

"Uh... ma, you still got something?

"... because this fortress is all a woman's person... because I thought that Brother Glass and if anyone else were in the same room... that might happen..."

Very hard to say, Leslie says. Even imagining that would be really embarrassing - turning my face bright red and still telling me the truth.

Sure, the fortress room is limited, so if I had come alone, I might have been in a room with someone else. As my sister-in-law had told me beforehand, it was also something I actually felt that I was often made aware of by female soldiers.

"... I mean, did you come as my watchman? Totally..."

"... sorry"

"No. Just as I said I was in danger, Leslie would be in danger if she came to the battlefield too. So we have to return it responsibly and safely."

"Brother Glass...... thanks. I, as a secretary, will do my job."

"Oh, nice to meet you. We'll be busy forever, so let's not push it."

We laugh, we go back to our rooms.

Walking side by side, the two of us remembered when Leslie spent time in college - not so much walking next to each other.

What did Leslie think he came here for? With the current story, I think that's obvious enough to be sure.

But now, above all, as military doctors and secretaries, I want to play a role in this fortress. He was walking through his thoughts on which order he could collapse the problems that had piled up.